Kiss You {Muke}

Chapter 12

Kiss You

Luke:

I lifted my hand upwards and gently pushed the soft blue hair away from Michaels forehead. The morning light reflected off his skin making him glow beautifully. Trying my best to not wake him up, I continued to brush my fingers through his hair and lightly caress the side of his face.

"You are so beautiful to me.." I whispered and rested my hand against his neck. My face blushed as I saw his lips twitch upwards and his arm around me tighten. He wasn't exactly suppose to hear that.

His eyes fluttered open and he pulled me closer, nuzzling his nose against my cheek. I looked into his pale green eyes as his shot up to mine. No words were spoken as we laid there, staring into each other's eyes and suddenly he smiled widely. As he opened his mouth to speak, the ringing of a cell phone cut him off. He huffed in annoyance and rolled his eyes causing me to giggle. Rolling over and reaching onto the floor, Michael retrieved his phone and rolled his eyes once more before answering.

"Hello?" He grumbled. I placed my hand onto his naked chest and trailed my fingers over his warm skin. He glanced at me and I smiled innocently. I then laid my hand flat against his stomach and caressed his sides and up his chest.
"Well I'm obviously awake if I answered the phone, Ashton." He spoke and closed his eyes, sighing out in content. He placed his left hand over mine and intwined our fingers together. I love these moments. Everything always seems so perfect. I always feel like I'm dreaming. Dreaming that Michael is even here, with me. Wanting my company.

"Um, yea sure." He glanced at me again. "No that won't be necessary, Ash. I know the perfect person. Alright, see ya later." Now I'm confused. Perfect person? Why'd he look at me when he said that?

"Who was that?" I asked curiously.

"My friend, Ashton. He wants me to go on a double date with him and his boyfriend at like 5 this evening." He explained.

"Doesn't that mean you have to have a date as well?" I asked. He nodded his head while smiling. "How are you suppose to find a date that fast? I mean, it's already almost 1 and you're still in bed. Naked."

"Well, I was actually hoping that you would be my date." He chuckled.

Oh.

I could feel my face heating up as my mouth fell open.

"Me?" I asked, dumbfounded. He'd want me to go on a double date with his friend? My thoughts were answered when he nodded his head yes. I moved closer to him and shoved my face into his neck. "Of course I'll be your date, Mikey." I kissed his neck and he giggled. Giggling definitely does not fit his image. But then again, he's basically just a kitten. A punk rock kitten.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and rolled us over. I squealed slightly in surprise as my back hit the mattress and Michael appeared on top of me. I became a wild giggling mess as he nuzzled his face in the crook of my neck blowing hot air and wet raspberries. My hands shot up into his hair as I wiggled under him, trying to relieve myself of the overwhelming tickling.

"Mikey!" I gasped between laughter. "Please, p-please-e s-stop!" I laughed.
"Why should I? You're extremely cute like this." He teased. Before he continued, I gasped and yelled out.

"Mikey! Please. I'll do anything!" I pleaded still trying to catch my breath. He raised an eyebrow and smirked.

"Anything, huh?" I quickly nodded my head. "I really just want a kiss right now so.." He paused, nudging his nose against mine. "Can I kiss you?" I smiled at his words. They reminded me of our first night together.